When I was drowning in a sea of emotional pain,
I always made it to the shore,
but somehow,
I would get swept out to sea again.


Each time I survived,
the storm within me calmed,
but eventually the wind would pick up again,
and blow me further out than before.


The pain is not just mine,
wherever the wind blows in the world,
that pain exists,
but it is often carefully hidden.


When someone is not as pleasant towards you, as you would like them to be, they may be drowning inside.


4 thoughts on “Drowning

  1. Very compassionate thought!

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    1. Ronnie says:

      Thank you.

      I believe that before one can be truly compassionate towards others, and understand their suffering, one has to suffer. When people are irritable and bad tempered towards me, I am tolerant, because I have been irritable and bad tempered.

      When people are angry at me, I know it is displaced anger that is focused towards me, I am not the source of their anger. When someone demonstrates aggression, very often it is caused by chronic pain and frustration, and offering help is far more favourable than reprimanding them.

      Many people have “hidden disabilities” that are invisible to most, partly because they choose to keep them hidden, and partly because a lot of people are unable to comprehend problems of the mind.

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      1. This blew me away!! I want to print it out to put with my prayers for this is way more compassionate than most of them. All that you have “liked” on my blog is nothing in comparison to the thoughts you have shared here in this comment. I feel shame for the pettiness of my mind when I read this. And awe of yours.

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        1. Ronnie says:

          I am both highly flattered and humbled by your response Ellen. You have no reason to feel shame, you are too modest.


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